Nevathir, the third level of Hell, is known as the "Burning City" as the magicians of the main material world call it.
There are no plains, no mountains, no rivers, no hills, no wastelands, only magnificent cities made of steel, but the flames of the ground never stop burning, even steel will be scorched, and more steel buildings are in a red-hot state, making every pale ghost who approaches it rattle and constantly emit black smoke, as if it will "evaporate" at any time.
Choking smoke covered the sky, and all sorts of devils walked in the steel giant, they were in good order, but they were cruel to every soul who entered hell, the demon who was captured, etc.
It is rumored that there is a huge prison in the endless flames of the burning city, where different intelligent beings are imprisoned, and the most direct evidence is that when walking on the hot and scorching ground, one can often hear a wail and scream of unknown origin.
A group of little devils pressed a group of pale and blurred souls towards the tower in the center of the "Burning City", wielding special leather whips from time to time, whipped these souls into hell and wailed in pain, and the more painful they were, the more excited the little devils became.
"No wonder all kinds of posthumous customs prevail, no wonder the Cult of God of Truth spreads so rapidly" Lucian, who had not changed his appearance and dress in a large caravan, sighed with interest and pity that this was his first time in hell.
According to the past research of the Magic Council, after death, if there is no special method, the soul will die on the spot, but in the river Styx that runs through hell and abyss, there will be souls surfacing out, but there is no previous memory and appearance, and it is impossible to tell who is who, and these souls in hell and abyss, either degenerate into devils, demons, or are made into "soul gems" that perform special magic or extraordinary abilities, which is the hard currency of hell, or gradually collapse and disappear completely.
As for what the nature of the soul is, how it came to be, and where it comes from, it is a difficult problem in current arcane research.
However, after the discovery of the necromantic realm, the arcanists have reason to believe that one of the "destinations" of the soul is the necromantic realm, and if the afterlife customs can form a corresponding space in the "Gate World", some souls with strong desires and wills can enter it.
Perhaps due to a feeling of physical injury, Lucien had an idea in his mind, after the council overwhelmed the Cult of God of Truth in the main material world, it was necessary to bring hell under control while exploring the vast starry sky and other dimensions, of course, with the current strength of the council and the enemies it faced, this goal was not possible for a long time.
"Bringing hell into the rule of the council is something that the ancient magic empire can't even think of" Lucien walked on the street with his feet floating, and the stones paved underneath were all in a red-hot state, and if he beat an egg, he would immediately zoom, except for the devil born in the flames, even the knights could not withstand this high temperature and burning for a long time, so those souls and captives would be so painful.
Lucien's caravan is the "Otherworldly Trade Group" organized by the Magic Council, and it is an open and honest "business activity", after all, the devil is not a "sage" with a noble character and does not need food, resources and various enjoyments, they also need resources that hell does not have to forge weapons, improve their strength, and also need to maintain their own luxurious life, so they will entrust a small number of devil followers to help them collect various resources in the main material world, and then make relatively fair trades.
In the same way that the Magic Council needs special materials from hell, and keeping this trade in its own hands will help limit the expansion of the devil's power, lest a few greedy people provide unbridled strategic resources for the sake of treasure, strength, and the well-being of souls after death.
Of course, it is also because of this trading behavior that the magicians of the past have become even more evil.
Two red-skinned demons greeted them from another street, kicked a human soul away, and then said respectfully to the leaders of the "Trading Circle": "Honorable Wizard Gentlemen, Your Excellency Duke is waiting for your goods. ” For the guests of the "Iron Duke", the devils dare not have any offense, otherwise it is easy to be given to the magicians by His Excellency the Duke as trading items The devils are all "materials" and can be used as summons and servants, so they are two completely different faces when facing ordinary human souls and this human trading group.
Hit, the leader of the "Trading Mission", nodded proudly, then turned around and said to Lucien with a smile: "Your Excellency, are you going to the Tower of Steel?"
As a high-level magician, how could he not know the famous "Atom Master", "Three-View Destroyer", and Grand Arcanist Lucien Evans.
Looking up at the red iron tower in the middle of the Burning City, Lucien smiled and said, "I'm not going, the Iron Duke probably doesn't want to see me." ” At the top of the "Steel Tower", the Iron Duke with a black body looked down with a solemn face, a legendary peak, a legendary peak who has caused many legendary falls, is really not a good "guest", this is especially true for himself who is only a legendary second-order and can barely fight against the legendary third-order by relying on the "Burning City".
"If anything, Your Excellency, you can contact Colin of the Soul Scale."
Hitt didn't say much, and it was not wise to rush into the question of a Grand Arcanist's whereabouts.
The "Soul Scale" is the "Alchemy Hut" held by the Magic Council in the Burning City.
Lucien bowed his head slightly, and quickly blended in with the demons and a handful of "merchants" who came and went in the steel giant.
"The Lord of Hell should already know that I came to Hell, will he hinder me" Lucian knows very well that Hell is equivalent to the incarnation of the "Lord of Hell" in a certain sense, no matter how he hides his traces and sneaks into Hell, it is difficult to hide from Mardimos, so it is better to come in openly, "Next, go to the Silent Hell on the eighth layer first, see if you can find that special star core, indirectly test Mardimos's attitude, and then enter the ancient hell ruins below the ninth layer." ” As soon as the thought came to him, Lucien suddenly felt something, and looked back to the other side of the street, and saw a teenager with a satisfied smile on his face walking towards the edge of the "Burning City" with a bag of materials.
The only people alive here were the magicians who had come to trade and a handful of devil believers, so there was no doubt that the boy was a soul, and it could be seen from his floating state and translucent body.
However, the soul of hell is either as muddy as dementia, or full of resentment and malice, and has not been able to maintain a normal state of mind, while the young soul is sunny, giving Lucian the feeling that he is still "alive".
"I also smell the smell of Silent Hell, where he came from to burn the city trade," Lucien speculated to himself.
The "Burning City" is the "external window" of the "trade" of the Hell, and the other Infernal Layers only conduct some secret transactions for various reasons.
Thinking that this strange teenage soul had come from the "Silent Hell", the Arcanist's curious Lucien followed him, intending to see where he was going.
"Grandpa, grandpa, you've bought the ghast stone, elven leaves, and scorching volcanic steel you wanted."
The boy wandered into a very remote part of the Burning City, where even the devil rarely came.
Outside a steel building wrapped in flames, an old man with a withered face stood with a cane, with bottles of the devil's favorite drink of "Flame Wine" in front of him, as if a tavern owner had come to "burn the city" to "purchase" goods.
Human Lucien was slightly stunned, is there still a human who lives in hell and is not torn apart and eaten by the devil Just as Lucien was about to unfold the mental force field to see if there was any magic covering on the old man's body, he suddenly raised his head: "Maman, you brought a guest, why don't you say a word" "Boy" Ma Man turned back in amazement, and happened to see Lucien who had no hidden whereabouts: "I, I don't know him" "I'm sorry, but I just happened to want to know your grandfather, so I came with you."
Lucien said casually.
Ma Man scratched his head suspiciously and shyly: "My grandfather is just an ordinary tavern owner, nothing special, you may have recognized the wrong person." ” "Ordinary tavernkeeper" Lucien laughed, in the main material world is indeed ordinary, but this is hell.
The thin old man bent down to tidy up the "Flame Wine", looked at the "young man" with cloudy eyes, and said, "Ma Man, go buy another hundred bottles of Water Soul Wine and send them to the old place." ” Maman nodded and ran away cheerfully.
"Very special soul," Lucien whispered.
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up: "What do you want to do?"
"Nothing, a little curious."
Lucien smiled, "No malice, if you're from Silent Hell, then allow me to inquire about something." ” The old man looked Lucian up and down: "You are a magician, you should be a member of the Magic Council, didn't Douglas teach you not to go into hell casually and adventure?"
"You know Your Excellency the Speaker" Lucien raised his left eyebrow, and his tone seemed to be unaware that His Excellency the Speaker had been promoted to a god-like person: